“Mom reeled away from the chair as if she’d been slapped. Deacon was up in a flash, letting the sword clank to the tiles… — D.P. Prior Copy Share Image
“These things are mysteries—not because they can’t be explained, but because they only come to us a bit at a time.” — D.P. Prior Copy Share Image
“The idea had always struck Shader as bizarre: entrusting the governance of a country to the whims of an uneducated mob. No sense in… — D.P. Prior Copy Share Image
